History of the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 167: Kingdoms Chu (four thousand four)

"Swiss, swish, swish..." The summer rain has arrived, the sky is dark, and there are continuous showers.

"Huh..." The wind passed by the rain and fell into the hall, along with the water pillars on the eaves, making a snapping sound...

The servant hurriedly closed the window.

Before Jingyang handed the portrait to Feng Yun, his appearance was rude, frivolous and unruly.

"According to the order of Sima Zhaoyang, this figure is awarded to the general."

Qu Yuan saw this and stared at him angrily.

"Admiral Jingyang, as a senior official of the Chu State, how can you treat Lord Feng with disrespect and lose his etiquette?"

"Haha..." Jingyang sneered.

"I am a senior official of the Chu State, and you, Qu Yuan, are a sergeant of the Chu State. If you contradict me at this time, why is it not rude?"

After saying that, Jingyang looked coldly and indifferently, as if Feng Yun didn't care about him, and walked away in the rain with a hum.

Qu Yuan was left feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Don't be upset, Mr. Feng. There are many people in Chu who value etiquette, but Jingyang is just one of them."

Feng Yun shook his head slightly.

"If I don't worry about other people's evil, I won't have any worries. The person who worries me is gone now, so I don't need to worry anymore."

"Senior Qu Yuan, please take a seat." After saying this, Feng Yun stretched out his hand and saluted, inviting Qu Yuan to sit across from him.

Qu Yuan was not restrained, he was young and energetic, and he was not a bitter person. As Feng Yun said, when those who dislike him leave, there is no need to talk about what he dislikes.

"Come here, bring some warm wine and melon and fruit snacks!" Qu Yuan waved his hand and ordered the servant on the side, who heard the words and hurriedly went to take care of it.

"Fengjun, this time I came to look for Fengjun, and I met Jingyang by chance..." Looking at the rolled scroll beside him, Qu Yuan hesitated.

Feng Yun didn't mind, picked it up and opened it slowly.

Above it, a cold air rose.

Qu Yuan stood up, hurriedly went to get it, and opened the scroll with Feng Yun.

"Ah, is it Prime Minister Yu Qiang?" Qu Yuan was stunned.

"How did they agree to give this phase to you?" Qu Yuan was puzzled, but felt that his words were different, so he explained to Feng Yun: "Prime Minister Yu Qiang is one of the murals in the ancestral hall of Chu State, which is the heritage of our Chu State.

, which is also the foundation. Every Chu noble can enter once before reaching the crown to view the murals."

"Those who are spiritual can observe one phase as a sign to help themselves. If they fail, they can enter again when they reach the peak. If they fail again, they can use their merit as a counterweight in the later stage to enter again...

"

Hearing this, Feng Yun couldn't help but think about Zhaoyang's move. It seemed to be beyond the scope of the rules. How could the Chu clan agree?

Qu Yuan looked at Prime Minister Yu Qiang and sighed: "Sima Zhaoyang was favored by the tortoise before he reached the crown. Later, when he reached the crown, the tortoise attached a snake and turned into an image of Xuanwu. After that, he made great achievements in battle and practiced martial arts on his own.

If he breaks through the Xiantian and becomes the Sima, if he has the blessing of Chu State's national destiny, he will not be inferior to those who are profound in the Xiantian realm."

"This is the only one, and only Sima Zhaoyang can ask for a rubbing of the painting from the ancestral hall and give it to Lord Feng."

Feng Yun nodded, there is indeed a Taoist charm flowing through this portrait.

Qu Yuan rolled up the painting and handed it to Feng Yun.

"Fengjun, this portrait is precious, but compared to the intuitive mural, its function is only a supplement."

"There is a method of visualization in the murals of the Chu State. The method of visualization can be learned in ancestral halls, but it cannot be passed on to Lord Feng."

Imagine that the murals are the heritage of the Chu State. If Qu Yuan taught Feng Yun, he would be betraying his ancestors and his own bloodline. This is a crime he would never dare to bear.

Feng Yun also knew it.

But what about the method of visualization?

Does the dream I had last night using the technique of cultivating Tao count?

"Fengjun..." Warm wine has been brought, and snacks and fruits are also placed on the table.

Qu Yuan cooked the wine and said: "Sima Zhaoyang led his troops on patrol and accidentally injured Lord Feng. I asked Sima Yu to apologize to Lord Feng for this matter."

"Inspection... It was also Yun's bad luck at this time. He happened to meet Commander Zhaoyang. He is now injured and needs to be nursed back to health."

Looking at the warm wine that Qu Yuan said, Feng Yun felt that Qu Yuan was sincere. Although he was loyal to the country, he was also loyal to affairs, knew his own desires, and sought to be courteous.

After taking the drink, Feng Yun was now eighteen years old and had left home early. Before being presented to Baiyue Prime Minister, he gave himself a crown. He was considered an adult in Zhou Shi and could naturally drink.

A glass of wine enters the throat and flows down, warming and warming the heart.

"Why don't you see Zhaoyang Sima today?" Feng Yun asked.

Qu Yuan also drank and shook his head in praise, but when he heard Feng Yun's question, he was slightly startled.

He glanced at Feng Yun and said cautiously: "I heard that Sima Zhaoyang was also injured when he accidentally fought with Feng Jun. At this time, Yangyue and Hubei were fighting. In order to avoid Chu's suffering, he went to invite Dou, who had already resigned.

Mr. Lian, I hope Mr. Dou Lian can take up the post again and temporarily take over the post of Sima."

This caution is not because Feng Yun is not a member of the Chu State, but because it is difficult to explain clearly that Feng Yun fought with Zhao Yang and both of them were injured...

Qu Yuan believed that this matter would bring disgrace to the two of them, so he was cautious.

"Mr. Doulian?" Feng Yun didn't know much about the affairs of the Chu State.

Qu Yuan on the side hurriedly explained Mr. Doulian's story.

It turns out that Doulian was the last Sima of Chu and had great military exploits. He fought in all directions for the Chu lord, which made the Chu country so powerful at this time that it faced Yangyue, a small country separated by a small country.

However, due to a recurrence of an old injury, he abdicated and gave way to Zhaoyang, a rising star.

"That's how it is... Dou, I don't know what clan he is in Chu?"

After Feng Yun asked, Qu Yuan looked closely.

"Why?" Feng Yun was puzzled.

But Qu Yuan burst out laughing: "Does Mr. Feng want to go to Hu as an envoy to Chu?"

Otherwise, I wouldn’t ask carefully.

Qu Yuan was delighted. He highly recognized Feng Yun's talents and admired Feng Yun's strategy for governing Baiyue and developing a country. Of course, he also had his own ideas.

Just like the way of ritual and music, which was not yet apparent in Baiyue, he believed that he was competent in this way and regarded it as the inheritance of Chu State.

Feng Yun was speechless.

He smiled deeply and shook his head: "No, Yun Fei wanted to be an official, but he wanted to write "The Kingdoms". If the stories of famous people of Chu and the policies of mountains and rivers could be recorded in it, it would also allow future generations to have a look at the history of Chu.

To encourage yourself."

"This is also the way I view the world, and it is mysterious."

"Xuan?" Qu Yuan's face was slightly red, but he thought wrong, but he was also disappointed.

He thought to himself: What a wonderful thing it would be if Mr. Feng could serve in the Chu Kingdom... Maybe I can sincerely impress him.

While thinking, Qu Yuan explained the preface to Feng Yun.

"Mr. Dou Lian is the current head of the Dou clan. The Dou clan is a second-class noble in the Chu Kingdom. There are eighteen numbers, and the Dou clan is one of them. There are also first-class nobles, three numbers, including Qu, Jing,

Zhao San clan."

"The three first-class clans all have the surname Mi, and they are the outstanding descendants of the royal family who established small clans. The second-class eighteen clans, in addition to the Mi surname, also have foreign surnames."

"I won't say much about the other third-level ones. Lord Feng can also deduce them."

"Beyond all the clans, there is also a large sect, that is, the king of Chu State, Mi's surname is Xiong."

According to the "Book of Rites of Zhou", the eldest son will inherit, the second son will be enfeoffed if he is up to the throne, and if he is poor, he will be able to support himself... This is to maintain the lineage and pass it down without dispersion.

Nowadays, the direct descendants are just the monarch and the monarch's direct relatives. In comparison, the developed small sects have many people.

"The road is blue and blue to open up the mountains and forests. The development of the Xiong family has not come easily. At this time, there are many talents and it is also the expectation of our ancestors." Qu Yuan was respectful and bowed to the sky, which shows his heart.

Feng Yun sighed.

"Those who are capable work harder, and those who work harder should also receive more. This cannot be stopped."

Hearing this, Qu Yuan agreed and smiled.

Feng Yun also smiled, but the meaning in his eyes was unclear, and he was full of deep thoughts.

What is known from Qu Yuan's mouth is only known by Qu Yuan, not by the people, not by the king, and not by Feng Yun.

If you want to see a country, you should see it both inside and outside.

Within it, from the people to the king, and from the king to the people, they understand everything.

Outside of that, look at neighboring countries, read national history, understand the general trend, and think about what will happen in future generations.

Only in this way can the book "Nations" be written...

"Fengjun, please tell me about your mysteries with Yu. I heard that Feng Yun established a mystical gate in Baiyue. I am very curious about this mysteries. I hope you can tell me something about it..."

At this time, any knowledge is part of the Tao, let alone a personal Tao.

In an era when masters and disciples are closer than parents and children, one needs to be careful when asking questions and pay attention when telling a story. This is not something as simple as imparting one or two words.

"Haha, if you are curious, you will see at first glance..."

On Feng Yun's bun, the green branches moved, and then a yellow ax appeared in Feng Yun's hand.

Huangyue, a ritual weapon of war, was transformed by Feng Yun from "The Kingdoms of Baiyue". It is full of Feng Yun's description of the Baiyue Kingdom. It also contains Feng Yun's various strategies and practical strategies for governing Baiyue.

The supplement is Feng Yun’s most practical speech on governing the country today.

Surprise flashed in Qu Yuan's eyes.

Then he picked up the yellow ax and bowed...

Feng Yun raised his hand to stop him and said: "No need, my Xuanmen does not have such false etiquette, and it doesn't matter. As long as it is a human race, everyone can see it, and what they learn from it are all personal."

"Ah?" Qu Yuan was stunned.

"This... Mr. Feng, this is your innate wisdom, and you just let others watch it?"

Feng Yun said, "If you think what he said is interesting, you can make a copy of it for fun in your spare time. If others want to watch, you can also let them copy it. How can it be better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it with everyone."

"Ah!" Qu Yuan was shocked.

After a long time, he said: "Fengjun is joking, how dare you have fun in your spare time? If you get this book, you should study it day and night and learn its wisdom."

Qu Yuan still worshiped him as a disciple, but Feng Yun was not happy.

"Your worship is for your own sake, but it is not allowed by me. If you do it but I don't use it, then there is no use for it."

"Feng Jun doesn't accept it, but Yuan still appreciates it... Tao!"

Qu Yuan looked at the three methods of Xuan Dao emerging from the yellow axe—viewing the world, living in the world, and controlling the world.

I was so shocked that I didn't know what to say.

Just now, Qu Yuan thought that this was just a book of Dharma, but he didn't expect that what was recorded on it was a Tao!

There is no such heavy thing in Chu State!

The foundation of Chu is Chu murals, which are called the method of Chu Xiang and the method of Chu.

If you learn the art for the first time, you can make the Taoist figures on the murals of Chu descend and bless you, whether in literature or martial arts, and its power is extraordinary.

When it is deep, it is Dharma and can be integrated with Dharma. Its body is as big as the sky, its power is as big as mountains and rivers, and it has supreme power.

But... that's just a method of warfare, not a Tao.

"Fengjun, this item is too valuable, please take it back."

Qu Yuan struggled with his eyes, turned his head and gathered his ax, and sent him back to Feng Yun.

"The Tao is the Tao of the human race. If the human race doesn't use it, then how can this Tao be the Tao?"

Feng Yun's Tao is not a battle method or a strategy. It is said to be an idea, but it is more like a way to teach people to look at the world from afar, think about how they should behave in the world, and create more choices for their own lives.

Whether he can achieve enlightenment through the mysterious way depends entirely on himself, not on this way.

Perhaps taking it as one's own can make people feel comfortable, but for Feng Yun, taking Xuan Dao as one's own is lonely.

There was a time in my life when I died among the water, where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the living beings came to drink. But at this time, the water flow was cut off, all things dispersed, and the graves of poverty were left. How could I not be lonely?

"Feng Jun is a great virtue." Qu Yuan squeezed the handle of the yellow ax tightly, his eyes growing more and more respectful to Feng Yun.

He stood up and said, "I went to look for a silk book and copied it here."

Feng Yun nodded, yes.

But he got up.

"It was casual, but Yun wanted to go to the Chu State Classics Palace to look at the classics and write "The Kingdoms of Chu"."

…

Just when Feng Yun started reading from the first hall of the Classics Palace, the leaders of the three major clans, Qu, Zhao, and Jing, who were located in the Sanlu Pavilion, gathered together. In their speeches, they often mentioned Feng Yun's name.

"Fengjun came to Chu and was placed in the Palace of Classics by the Lord. This..."

"Huh, why are you talking now? Your Majesty has sealed everyone's mouth." An old man looked dissatisfied at the palace, where a young man was sitting on his knees at the end of the hall. He was none other than Jingyang.

Regarding Bao Xiang's death, only a few people knew about it. Jingyang was ordered by the king, so naturally he would not tell why Feng Yun lived in Chu. This made the nobles of the three clans vaguely guess whether the emperor wanted to recruit Feng Jun.

, served as an official in Chu State.

"If Mr. Feng becomes an official in the Chu Kingdom, he must be in a high position..." the old man continued, no longer looking at Jingyang.

"I think we have to stop him. After all, he is from another country, oh no, he is from the "Wu" country!"

"Haha..." There was a burst of laughter in the hall.

Wu State has no country.

The Dating Kingdom was destroyed, and Feng Yun was a stateless person when he left. After Dating returned to the Wu Kingdom, the Feng clan members also became Wu people. Therefore, these people also said that Feng Yun was a Wu person.

But what is the actual reason? They all know that Feng Yun was born in the Feng family, and he is a descendant of the ancient Dating family. There were many great sages in the ancient Dating family, and there was even a generation of Emperor Yan...

It can be seen that his bloodline is noble and cannot be despised.

Feng Yun's ability is highly respected in Yuyue, Baiyue, Han, Tong, Yingfang, Yangyue and other countries, especially Baiyue. Under its national policy, even Yangyue does not dare to offend lightly and devour the ancients.

Empress Ai has the foundation of a great nation and has great potential...

It can be seen that Feng Yun has talents and cannot be underestimated.

Finally, Feng Yun, in addition to his bloodline and talents, is also known for his virtue... which cannot be belittled.

Under the three impossibilities, if the Chu king recruits Feng Yun to be the prime minister of the Chu country, or even the prime minister of the Chu country, the people of the entire Chu country can accept it, and it is justified, but they, the powerful people, cannot accept it.

"Shut up and laugh in the palace. How can you behave like this? Can you keep etiquette in mind?"

In the hall, the elderly people who were sitting in the hall shouted angrily, and the sound in the hall was immediately stopped.

This old man is gorgeously dressed, has strict etiquette, decent manners, straightforward and neat manners, and is quite pleasing to the eye.

He sighed: "There is no country..."

The other old men also reacted.

Being countryless means being able to join other countries at will without being alerted to being a member of another country or having other countries' intentions!

"Boom!" One person hit the table.

"Huh?" The old man sitting in the palace squinted.

The man panicked.

"Master Sanlu, I forgive you, I forgive you. I'm just worried about Lord Feng's injury, so I shouldn't go to serve in the Chu Kingdom to avoid fatigue."

Everyone else understood this.

"Yes, we should use this admonishment to ask Fengjun to cultivate himself well and practice the etiquette of Chu and the way to treat guests." The others echoed, "That's right, that's right!"

Doctor Sanlu hummed quietly and said nothing.

Seeing this, everyone else knew that this was allowed.

But at this time, several armored soldiers brought a maid into the palace. She tied her hands and feet and was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Doctor Sanlu, what is this?"

Dr. Sanlu scanned the people around him and saw that several of them were panicking, and he understood clearly.

"If something happens to Mr. Feng, something will happen to some of you too."

Those people lowered their heads even further.

Doctor Sanlu stopped looking, but looked at Jingyang in the last seat and said, "Did you give the scroll to Mr. Feng?"

Although Jingyang didn't understand why Dr. Sanlu promised Zhaoyang to hand over Yu Qiangzhi to Feng Yun, he did not dare to be arrogant at this time and hurriedly held his hands and said: "Doctor Sanlu, Mr. Feng has collected the scroll..."

Finally, Jingyang said cautiously: "When Jingyang went to the Palace of Classics in the rain, my younger brother was also at Fengjun's place. Seeing him, he seemed to have more goodwill with Fengjun."

At this time, Dr. Sanlu was also Qu's family and was Qu Yuan's grandfather.

Doctor Sanlu pondered...

"When Lord Feng was not in a high position in Chu State, the clans of Chu should pay tribute to him."

After hearing this, everyone present understood that there was a limit on how to treat Feng Yun.

Jingyang lowered his head in disgust, but listened again.

"Jingyang, you went out with Zhaoyang before. Although I don't know what the order was, before Zhaoyang went to find Doulian and entered the palace, he told you that due to your achievements, you could enter the ancestral hall of Chu and view the murals for a day."

"Go now, Wang Ling will make preparations, and you should go on an expedition the day after tomorrow."

Hearing this, Jingyang raised his head with great joy.

"promise…"

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